Category: The Snark

Sometimes I exaggerate. Not on this blog, of course. Or on social media. There are too many tweenagers reading who would immediately call me out for even the slightest bit of embellishment. No bedazzling of my stories, you guys—it’s all 100% accurate. BUT! I occasionally will say something like, “Oh…

Yesterday a friend and coworker emailed me a link to a parenting community Facebook page that I had never heard of before. That’s so awesome, I thought, they are sharing my hand-holding punishment post. This always makes me smile. After all, it’s one of my favorite posts! Only, they uploaded…

I woke up super early this morning. It’s 0600.Â What’s the O stand for? “Oh my God, it’s early!” It was an effort to get some really good work in before I had to wake my kids to get ready for camp, because one they are up and we start the…

In case you were wondering why I’ll never sleep again, it is not because of Prometheus, but instead it is because of the zombie Theodor Herzl who is currently lounging on my sofa. If this wasn’t the most bizarre school project, I have no idea what might be. He is…

Confession: There is little I loathe more than getting a pedicure. I know. I’ll just hand over my female card right now, then, shall I? Because, you know, after I confessed that I’m a colossal failure when it comes to applying eyeliner, I think people were starting to wonder. And…

I suppose there’s a silver lining in here somewhere. It’s my favorite to come home from vacation to this: We don’t know what happened, Mama. There’s just a blue screen when we try to turn on the Mac.Â My favorite, really. This was my second problem with an Apple product…